THE TRANSFORMATION OF MARC (1)

Chapter 1: The Discovery and the First Tests

(Three days before)

Alex walked among the dusty shelves of the university library, searching for references for his final project on social psychology. His fingers ran over the worn spines of books that seemed not to have been touched in decades. It was then that his green eyes landed on a particularly striking tome: "Arcane Techniques of Mind Control - Volume III", with cracked leather covers and barely visible golden letters.

He opened it with curiosity, expecting to find some outdated psychological theory, but what he read made his blood run cold and his pulse accelerate at the same time. The book described with precision techniques of deep hypnosis that promised absolute control over the will of any person. According to the text, it was enough to pronounce the word "MORBUS" while maintaining direct eye contact with the subject for at least three seconds.

"Impossible," Alex murmured, adjusting his wavy hair that fell over his shoulder. But he continued reading, fascinated by the detailed descriptions of what could be achieved.

What impressed him the most was the explanation of the mechanism: hypnosis acted as a cerebral switch, completely separating the conscious mind from bodily control. The victim retained their personality, beliefs, phobias, and fears intact, but their body obeyed blindly any received order. During the trance, the person was fully aware of everything they did, suffered for each act they were forced to perform, desperately tried to resist... but it was completely useless.

When the order was finalized, the subject did not remember who had given the instruction or why they had executed it, only retained the memory of having performed the act, which could be deeply disturbing.

Alex felt his breathing accelerate as an image formed vividly in his mind: Marc Alonso, the perfect homophobic executive, the unattainable Adonis who despised him and Dani with such hurtful superiority.

"Damn," he whispered, and his heart gave a violent lurch.

The possibilities unfolded before him like a fan of revenge and lust. Marc, the man who considered gays as inferior beings, who treated them with barely disguised contempt, who made his boyfriend suffer with his attitude... What if he could force him to do exactly what he hated most in the world?

Alex imagined Marc, aware of each humiliation but unable to resist. His homophobic mind screaming in horror while his perfect body executed orders that would destroy all his world of masculine certainties.

The idea turned him on so much that he had to discreetly adjust his pants. But immediately after, he felt a pang of doubt. Would it be real? The book seemed authentic, with yellowed pages and handwritten annotations in the margins, but it sounded too incredible to be true.

"There's only one way to find out," he murmured, storing the book in his backpack w...